My train song

Because a two day train ride spent laughing with teachers from our school, sharing meat and tea with a Tibetan couple, getting to know the train cabin mates, giving free English lessons, learning again who I am, and watching a tough semester slip away to the rhythmic chug of the highest train in the world... deserves a song. 

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The clickity clack of the wheels on the track
Massage weights off my soul
I am free
I am whole

I beat the sun to the start of the day
Bags packed, door closed, and keys put away
The city I drive through grays with decay
Reasons to leave but not one to stay

The clickity clack of the wheels on the track

Lazy yak herds and plains dusted with snow
Pass quickly by the grimy window
Boiled meat shared by a chatty fellow
Anxiety subsides and a pounding heart slows

Massage weights off my soul

Behind lies a city therein lies a past
Of calouses formed and chains tightened fast
Of joy in rare places and bruises that last
Why hope for a change when the die has been cast?

I am free

But this is my train song so I dare to sing
Of life and of love and of every good thing
The clouds of back there tossed aside with a fling
And though tears have been cried I know laughter rings

I am whole

So I'll sing again at the dawn of the day
I'll sing of friends and tea given away
And I'll sing of hope, let come what may
I might lose again but I'll step into the fray

The clickity clack of the wheels on the track
Massage weights off my soul
I am free
I am whole.